“Hoax quietly watched as she spun flax and nettle into thread, twisting the strands of hair in as she twined the fibers together. A bowl of water sat on the floor at her elbow, the scent of rosemary rising up from it every time she dipped her fingers in to wet them while she spun.” …
‘Tis the season… Sometimes, a scene for a story will burst full-grown into my mind, and sometimes it’s just a vague inkling. A foggy idea that sends me off along a twisty path that is not guaranteed to lead anywhere. In this case, my meandering journey was prompted by a scene that may (or may …
Happy Halloween! It should come as no surprise to you that when I started my current WIP “Where the Angels Dream” I fell down a LOT of rabbit holes. The story, set sometime in the late 1890s, is about Devon and Sara Amaris, a brother and sister with a strong affinity for the dead. There …
Yep, cheese! Or more accurately, how to make it. When I was writing The Broken Court there was a sentence, this sentence actually… Some of what was left, she set near the hearth with the plans that she would make cheese with it. which sent me off into an hour-plus long search on making cheese. …
Given my Stolen Away series is about fairies, it should be no surprise that I did more than a few web searches about them. No, the surprise was just how far down the rabbit hole I fell for just a few paragraphs. Yep, the writing of those couple of paragraphs set my feet on the …
Have you ever decided that you were going to “just take a moment” to look something up, only to emerge from your internet adventure hours later? Or, have you ever started out looking at one thing only to find yourself, again hours later, reading about something so far removed from where you started you would …
I hope you’ve found the posts interesting so far! Of course, there are many, many, many more goblins which I did not mention (no offence intended!). This is the final post of The Goblin Host, but next week’s will be about one of my favorite goblins – the phooka – shapeshifting tricksters of which there …
To pick up where we left off… Shellycoat – a water bogie who haunts the coasts and rivers of Scotland, so named because of the coat of shells he wears. He finds great fun in leading travelers astray, although he is most often considered to be mischievous rather than malevolent. Cu Sith – Fairy dogs …
“The hall opened up before her, golden and bright. Dancers filled its jasper floors, swirling between the agate pillars. The whole of her vision was consumed by them as they gamboled past. Their vague features were smudged and undefined, revealed only in flashes. A kaleidoscope of pictures falling like leaves before her eyes; a donkey’s …
Idyll Dreams & Nonsensical Things 